Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air...

The sudden appearance of the little loli made everyone in the carriage bewildered. Why did a little girl suddenly come out?

"I could still sleep." Emily looked at Iger, her cute face was full of seriousness: "But I was woken up suddenly..."

"I didn't call you..." Iger twitched his mouth.

Can I still sleep?

Why do we need to sleep for a long time in life? After death, I shall sleep forever...

Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit strange, Hermione hurriedly explained to everyone.

Iger picked up Emily's collar with one hand, carried it into a single room like a chicken, and looked at Emily with a puzzled face: "What's going on?"

"I just feel like something is calling me." Emily said with a sullen face.

Iger pondered for a while: "Then why don't you just ignore it?"

Emily: "???"

Can it still be like this?

"I can feel that it is a very important thing." Emily looked at Iger seriously: "Whether it is for me or for the blood race, it seems to be engraved in the blood." of."

"Oh..." Iger suddenly said, "You're going to find that thing, aren't you?"

Emily thought for a while, then nodded lightly: "I think it's best to go and have a look."

"Then do you have wings?" Iger pinched his chin and thought.

"Yes, I'm the Duke." Emily snorted arrogantly.

Iger nodded: "Soga..."

A pumpkin cart full of fairytale colors galloped across the sky in Romania, and then a small figure was thrown out from the pumpkin cart with a whooping sound...

"I won't see you off~" On the pumpkin cart, Iger stretched his head and waved to Emily who was falling rapidly with a blank face: "Fly slowly~ Don't hit the plane..."

Emily: "???"

You just threw me away?

Anyway, I also slept with you for a year, okay?

Emily spread her wings angrily,

With a whoosh, it flew into the distance.

Originally, I wanted to ask Iger to help me to take a look together, but this stinky bastard threw himself away!

Woooooo, bastard, just wait, if I find the treasure, I will never give it to you!

Emily spread her wings and glided a little dejectedly. She felt that she was just about to become a prince, but she was woken up by such an inexplicable call...

Woke up and didn't say anything, but was thrown out of the carriage by Iger...

Next time we meet, I must suck a few kilograms of his blood!

Clapping his hands lightly, Iger leaned against the small door of the pumpkin cart and looked into the distance leisurely. The originally lush forest became deeper and deeper at this time. Iger grabbed the reins in front of the carriage and slammed it violently. With a crisp sound, the dozen or so Thestrals in front immediately plunged downward.

A few minutes later, the carriage landed slowly near a forest, and a few figures flashed in the distance. Iger sat on the carriage and grinned as he watched the person coming.

Isn't the chubby man with the head the same as Charlie?

There was a noisy sound in the carriage, and a group of people hurriedly got out of the carriage. The Weasley brothers and sisters shouted excitedly when they saw Charlie, and stepped forward to hug their second brother one by one.

Regardless of how the twins teased and teased on weekdays, they were still very excited to see their brother whom they hadn't seen for two years.

Of course, it's a different story if it's Percy...

Charlie's efficiency is still very reliable. Because of Iger's early arrival, it didn't take long for Charlie to arrange everyone to a local wizard hotel.

Perhaps it is the nature of wizards. Every wizard hotel has a trace of time that cannot be washed away, old and ancient, but generally speaking, the environment is still very good.

The hotel seems to have been open for at least half a century. The bar on the first floor does not look very different from the Leaky Cauldron, with a faded bar counter, polished tables and chairs, and a stand next to the mottled wall. The old grandfather clock, the old bald bartender, and the house elf behind the bar with the dead mother's face.

"Didn't we say we were going to the beach?" Ron looked at the endless wilderness outside the window, and then at the lush forest on the other side of the window: "It doesn't feel very different from home here..."

"There is still a difference..." Fred's voice came from behind: "At least this place is not as dilapidated as home..."

Iger glanced at Fred speechlessly, you are really the son of the Weasley family...

The Grangers felt fine, they both liked this old bar full of history, while Sirius and Yao Minqi on the other side had already started to drink.

Iger lived in a big room with the twins, Harry and Ron, and in the next room were Aisha, Hermione, Yu Mengyu and Ginny, a few young girls.

The Grangers share a room, and Yao Minqi shares a room with Little Licking Langxing. Iger thinks that the two of them are only one certificate away...

"This tavern is the cleanest and quietest tavern in the central part of Romania. Let's stay here now." During dinner, Charlie said cheerfully.

"Oh... come on, we're here to see the Dead Sea..." Ron muttered reluctantly.

"Dead Sea?" Charlie was taken aback.

Sirius nodded: "Yes, Dead Sea, what's wrong?"

Charlie glanced at everyone with a strange expression: "You all want to go to the Dead Sea?"

"Of course." Ron muttered sadly.

"But...the Dead Sea is not here..." Charlie grinned awkwardly: "If you want to go to the Dead Sea...you have to go south, through Turkey and Syria, to reach the Dead Sea..."

Everyone: "!!!"

Harry's emerald green eyes opened wide: "But Egg clearly said..."

"Ah... yes..." Iger casually buttoned his ears, avoiding everyone's eyes: "I just discovered that Romania is the Black Sea..."

Everyone: "..."

Sinkhole!

This is a tiankeng!

Mrs. Granger couldn't help but slapped her forehead. If she had known her son's peeing, she shouldn't have followed her.

It's so embarrassing...

Speaking of which, both my husband and wife were born in Muggle schools, why didn't I think about looking at the map?

"The Black Sea...is there any...minerals you mentioned?" Harry looked at Iger weakly and asked stutteringly.

"Well... it's a bit..." Iger grinned: "It's about half the salt content of ordinary sea water..."

"What about the Dead Sea?" Hermione looked at Iger.

"It's at least three times more..." Iger said haha: "What's the matter, the Dead Sea has too much salt, after washing it's hot..."

Hermione: "..."

Ron's face was full of bitterness: "Then you said hundreds of thousands of tourists..."

"Tourists?" Charlie frowned: "You can't go to the Black Sea to play casually. The color of the Black Sea is deeper than that of the sea. It is generally black, and the trench is also very deep. The most important thing is that although the Black Sea is an inland sea, it often There is a storm, and the seawater is mostly polluted by impurities discharged from Muggle factories, and generally no one would go to that kind of place to play."

The brilliance in Ron's eyes quickly dimmed as Charlie's voice fell, and he couldn't help leaning on the back of the chair and muttering to himself: "Liar... the bikini that was promised, the beach that was promised, the beauty that was promised..."

"Ahem... It doesn't matter if you are beautiful or not..." Iger smiled embarrassingly.

"Yeah..." Harry looked at Iger with blank eyes: "That's what I said..."

Iger: "..."

Ouyou, why are the two young men becoming more and more shameless?

Who did you learn this from?